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Jun 2020
Beneath my skin, a raging fire
Pulsating, throbbing within me
A suffocating heat, a blistering pyre
Don't touch me, you will get burned
But there is nothing I want more
Than to place your hands upon my heart
To thaw and melt
The ice which binds them.
lua
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lua  20/F/on the moon
(20/F/on the moon)   
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     Divya Kaushik, --- and lua
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